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Well, maybe a little more than a chill. The day after I packed away all the winter turtlenecks and heavy sweaters, the temperatures dipped into the low 30s and there were snow flurries flying around on the hill this morning. The temperatures last night dipped down low enough to have frost and freeze warnings. Hard to believe that when we were at church on Sunday for the May crowing that it was a beautiful spring day and we saw our first finches at the feeders.
The crowning was a little less than traditional, since Mary was already wearing a crown of sorts — a robin had nested at the top of the statute. So the flower crown was carefully placed in her hands instead.
It is always a fun evening, wherever the group lands. The insight and commentary is always lively, even when the book isn’t exactly my own personal cup of tea. Generally, host chooses the book. This month, I chose “Breakfast with Budda”. I am thankful for the fact that they invited me to join their group and call myself their friend.
Despite the fact that spring arrives this week, winter is hanging on tight here and not letting go. In fact, we woke to a winter storm warning for 9-16 inches of snow starting tonight. Mind you, if you travel into town, there isn’t a speck of snow on the ground, this is all elevation snow, although according to the weather service, that is about to change for a lot of people with the impending storm. We laughed when we went into town and pallets of mulch and displays of bulbs are everywhere. We have no use for them yet. You folks posted the cute pictures of crocuses peeking from the soil, not so much where we are located, unless they are very strong and very tall crocuses and can get through feet of snow.
Here are some pictures that I took last weekend of the snow around the house. Things haven’t changed much in a week and since it’s only 3 degrees here this morning, I doubt anything will be melting today.
Today I had a lunch date. The date had been on the calendar and when noon rolled around, my date came to get me. I’m a lucky girl. Not everyone has a lunch date on a Friday afternoon with their favorite guy and I’m pretty sure that even less have their lunch via a snowmobile ride. Today, we set out for a lunchtime snowmobile ride after last night’s snow. We made the ride over to the Belmont Store and had lunch. Not fancy, in fact if you saw my hair when I took my helmet off in Belmont, you might have been scared or laughed…it definitely didn’t look like it did before that helmet went on my head. As an aside, I was having an excellent hair day prior to that by the way, something that does not happen often with those of the curly hair persuasion. Despite my hair, we had a fun ride and a good lunch. As we were on our ride over, we came upon an open field at the crest of the hill and the blue skies were peeking through the clouds. We stopped to take pictures…..
This afternoon, I got up to take a break from working and walked by a west facing window. It was late afternoon, and the view of the sunlight (which we have not seen much of in these parts recently) shimmering snow, clouds and shadows just painted a beautiful picture that I felt compelled to share. I love it when nature just stops you dead in your tracks and you have to take a deep breath and appreciate how small and inconsequential you really are in this great universe. This afternoon, at this moment, was one of those times. Simply breathtaking in person, I hope that you might have been somewhere where you saw something just as nice today. If not, enjoy this picture.
From before first light this morning, the snow has been falling, fast and furious. At points today, a look out the window gave one glimpses of some almost blizzard-like winds and snow with very little visibility. By the time I ventured out at 3 to get kids (yes they had school today) we had about 8 inches on the ground here. The town plow truck had been by several times, each time flinging snow to the sides of the road.
I definitely needed my good ol’ Sorel boots to wander out into the yard today.
Especially when it was looking like this outside this afternoon.
Imagine my surprise when I went down the hill and then headed down into town. Less than six miles away there were flurries falling but no real accumulation and by the time I got to the school, you would swear we lived in two different worlds. There was no snow, no snow accumulation, just rain falling and lots of brown grass.
So odd, how in just a few miles and a few less feet in elevation, it is a completely different world. BTW, as I type this, it is still snowing here.
The weather pushed 50 here on the hill today, which means that word we all dread in these parts — MUD. I went to grab one of the boys and the road was just horrific. Wherever the sun was hitting, the road had ruts a foot or more deep. For those of you who love roller coasters and amusement parks — no need to travel far or spend a lot. Simply take a ride on our road, Mother Nature has provided us with one heck of a ride. Hang onto your hats because your vehicle is going wherever it feels like or more appropriately wherever the vehicles that have traveled before you have gone. You had best just hope that none of them took a turn off the side of the road, because with these ruts you’d be hard pressed to convince your vehicle to turn otherwise.
Let’s hope that the call for cold weather comes and freezes this all and then our wonderful road crew can come and flatten it all out before more snow….it’s way too early to feel like spring. As I type this I wish I had gone out and gotten some pictures, too dark for that now, I am sure those ruts will still be there in the morning. I’ll try for some pictures then.
A few weeks ago, when I was picking up my veggies at the CSA, I saw a poster for local poultry. Turns out that it’s my fellow book clubber, Robin Gordon Taft and her husband Scott that are selling fresh chickens, ducks and turkeys. Yesterday we bought two fresh killed chickens from Pine Hollow Poultry in North Clarendon. We brought them home, one went into the freezer and the other we dutifully brined and set to rest in the fridge according to Scott’s directions. Tonight, we had some of the most delicious chicken we have had in a very, very long time. As we were savoring the chicken for dinner, we were discussing the broth that this would make tomorrow and how much we really liked their birds. I must admit that I immediately remembered my grandmother and how when I was little she and my grandfather would go and get fresh killed chicken. I remember sitting at the table watching her cut up the fresh chicken to freeze it or make it for dinner that night. This chicken not only tasted delicious but also brought back some very fond memories of growing up and my grandparents.
Nostalgia aside, I highly recommend checking out their website. Scott and Robin told us that they always have frozen birds for sale, but on Saturday, we ran into her at the farmer’s market and Robin said that Scott was butchering birds that day, so if we stopped by later, we could have fresh birds. They will be selling soon at the Rutland Farmer’s Market.
I think that I have an idea where our Thanksgiving turkey is going to be coming from…….